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The DreamI stand in a lush green field, a black girl approaches, she is near my age, I say, "There is alot of racism in our world." She says, "When our races unite, we are great." "A black tire, and a white tire." "One one car, work together." "And it is fast." Then I awake.The Dream
by ~fadive
The Go 2 ManMy fate seems predetermined, to be the go too man, I listen, I comfort, and I hear, all the strangers, the friends of mine, do come to me, for I am, The Go Too Man, it is hard, to hear it all, for I am still a human, whom cares and loves, for all those people, I soak their emotions, like a sponge, unto myself, for I am. I am. The Go Too Man.The Go 2 Man
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Black Wolves Chapter One The sun sets in the distance, its orange flames lighting the snowy landscape in a warm hue. Tasha smiles, watching the pups of the Tribe tussling with each other playfully. The Tribe was her home, her family. To think back to a time before joining the Tribe was difficult for her. She remembers the day Izaea foundBlack Wolves
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FTTC Part 2He went to his makeshift cupboards and took down some tea packets and mixed them with some water, which he placed on a kettle over the fire. Primitive I thought.FTTC Part 2
“While we wait for the tea to boil, I’ll start the conversation. What you need to do is…”
The kettle whistled loudly and almost magically finished cooking at an amazing speed. He walked over and poured some into a small glass for himself. “Alright, what you need to do is go through the desert named ‘Sharpener’s Doom’.” We looked at him like he was truly messed up in the head and needed some
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MarkWrite, Just Write, and keep on writing To answer the question of why we writers can’t stop writing, no matter the cost it has to our mortalities, no matter our inability to express completely the ideals we wished to endow our words with.Mark
Simply, it is because we have sold our souls to the tenth muse whose name she has not revealed to us, we don’t eat, we don’t sleep, simply write in silent devotion to a mysterious goddess who seems just beyond our mortal capacity. By writing we reach out our souls across a void into her world and perhaps, there, we find completion by that approval we have burned, and pined, and per
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- Current Residence: Maine
- Interests: Reading, XBOX 360, Poetry and Photography
- Favourite band or musician: ACDC, Nirvana etc.
- Favourite poet or writer: All my friends :D
- Favourite photographer: Cobby (You don't know him :D)
- Operating System: Vista
- Favourite gaming platform: XBOX 360
- Tools of the Trade: Digital Camera, Brain, Wordpad.
- Email: fadive11584@aim.com
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